It's just that even though I'm knowledgeable, I can't figure out what is written on it. This makes me very concerned.

"And I don't know what kind of glue is on the paper note, so I feel pain when I pull hard. It hurts a lot. Zhang Hui was so angry that he scolded: "Let me see the old man again, people will beat him up and let him swallow this talisman for others." ”

As he spoke, he pulled the paper talisman hard, and the skin where the paper talisman was connected to his forehead was torn up. Zhang Hui immediately howled in pain a few more times.

"Bear with it, after a few days, the skin will secrete oil, and the paper will lose its stickiness and fall off!" I comforted. The paper talisman covered most of Zhang Hui's face, and only his lips and part of his nose were exposed. Coupled with his motherly and girly tone, it looks very funny!

"I hope so." The sissy sighed depressedly, he found a clip, rolled up the paper talisman and clamped it, and finally showed his face.

Zhang Hui looked in the mirror, sighed and complained: "The faces of people who are shy of flowers and flowers are completely harmonized by this paper talisman." ”

Lao Wang and I were almost injured internally by his verbal attack.

"Alright, alright, those people have been getting more and more noisy lately. No one above is willing to come forward, which is to suffer us grassroots employees. Hehe. Lao Wang smiled and said, "Xiao Zhang, the paper on your face, I will count you as a work injury." Everyone has worked hard, and I will apply for a bonus for you after a while. ”

"Bonus?" As soon as Zhang Hui heard that there was money to take, he immediately came to his senses: "Lao Wang, it is comfortable for you to do things under your hands." Apply a little more to others, and they still need a piece of clothing. ”

"Alright, alright. Go, go. Lao Wang waved his hand to him, and Zhang Hui walked out.

When I was about to leave, Lao Wang stopped me: "Xiaoye, you stay for a while." ”

I blinked and stopped, not quite understanding what the old fox was doing with me.

"Little night, do it here." Lao Wang casually patted the shabby sofa beside him and motioned for me to sit down.

I sat down, and the sofa had been used for many years, and the sponge inside had lost its elasticity. It's very uncomfortable to sit.

"It is said that you are a work-study student arranged by the above to come in for an internship, and you have a background." Lao Wang smiled and probed my words.

"Where, I was a poor student. I happened to be graduating from college, and I was looking for a place to work. Even more coincidentally, I happened to meet an uncle who had a good relationship with the family. He introduced me to come over for an internship for a while. Where is a person with a background? I hurriedly waved my hand, ready to prevaricate with an excuse that had been prepared a long time ago.

"That's right." Uncle Wang obviously didn't believe it, but he didn't continue to dwell on this matter, but took the initiative to change the topic: "Xiaoye, we do the business of funeral parlors, and we make dead people's money." Just work hard, don't be too curious. ”

"Why?" I'm curious, it's already a matter of personality that has been sublimated, it's a terminal illness. No matter how you cover it up, it will be seen by people with intentions, so you don't bother to cover it up.

"It's not good to be too curious. Funeral parlors belong to the industry of dealing with the dead, and some strange things happen more or less every year. If you are too curious, you will be in danger. People, what they are afraid of is what they shouldn't know, and they have to figure it out. As a result, I died, and I didn't understand why. Uncle Wang patted me on the shoulder: "I know that you young people are scientific and don't believe in these old antique superstitions. I have time to look at the board at the door, and every year there are inexplicable deaths of employees due to work-related injuries. Hehe, it's empty, go check it out. You don't have any curiosity. ”

After Uncle Wang finished speaking bitterly, he left first.

I squinted my eyes and watched his back disappear in the doorway, stunned for a long time. Uncle Wang's advice was very sincere, as if he didn't want me to have an accident. Could it be that this old fox misunderstood something, thinking that I was the son and daughter of a shareholder in the upper echelons of the funeral home, and arranged to exercise at the grassroots level, and was ready to take over the company in the future?

I thought as I stepped out of the lounge and started my day's work.

To be honest, the work in the funeral home is actually very boring and boring.

I was assigned to work in the condolence hall. The so-called condolence hall is the place where the body is farewell, and usually the number, size and size of the condolence hall of a funeral home are determined by the size of the city.

To get to the mourning hall, you have to pass through the lounge, which is a place for friends and relatives who have lost their family to rest. In a city, babies croak on the ground every day, and people will die.

The newborn North Nose is endearing, bringing life to the world and joy and vitality to the family. And for those who have just died, the reasons for their death are different. But there is only one end, and that is the end of the corridor in front of me.

Although Liucheng is a city, it is not very large, and the total population is only 300,000. So there is only one funeral home nearby. This funeral parlor combines the functions of a crematorium and a morgue, and even the cemetery, which is more than ten kilometers away from here, belongs to a single boss.

Small cities have the slow pace of small cities, and small cities have their own ecosystems.

I glanced at the sign in front of the condolence hall, and wrote a few large words on the black sign in white handwriting: "Green Mountain Funeral Home Condolence Hall, please rest in peace." ”

Usually the name of the funeral home is directly named after the city in small cities. However, this Green Mountain funeral home is different, its owner Yang Junfei has investigated, and there is no problem. He started with real estate, and after the real estate in Liucheng was saturated, he moved to the more lucrative funeral industry, and even monopolized the funeral business near Liucheng.

To be honest, I followed the footsteps of Zhou Yan and the ghost gate here, but I was a little confused. Zhou Yan must still be hiding in Liucheng and did not leave. This is the result of a great effort by Yang Junfei's detective agency, but I am completely unclear about Zhou Yan's purpose.

I don't even know what the use of staying at the Green Mountain Funeral Home is.

But the information shows that this Green Mountain funeral home, even if the owner's background and everything can't be found out. But the funeral home itself is full of fog.

The Green Hill Funeral Home is huge, with a long corridor in the main building that can only be accessed by staff. This corridor connects almost most of the function halls of the funeral home.

The first door is the guest lounge, and the second door belongs to the condolence room. However, if you continue to walk through this dark, poorly lit corridor, you will find a morgue where the corpses are kept, a hall where the ashes are kept, and the main furnace and bone collection place. In three days, I only had a rough understanding of the work and general distribution of the various departments of the funeral home.

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